Words one after the other
Woven with enchanting memories
Have left me drowned into the past.
Lucid tears rolling in and around
Can easily be seen and touched.
'SORRY' was just a word but
it means a lot today.
No matter, how and what happened then
But letting the ego within shall
Ignite the same sound of amicability.
Hence, I shall forget and resume...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem